The Youngest (Teen Wolf) Rewritten

Chapitre Seventeen

"Alright, geniuses, listen up! Due to the recent pink eye epidemic—thank you, Greenburg," Coach said sarcastically, shooting a glare in Greenburg's direction. "The following people have made it to first line on a probationary basis, emphasis on pro-bationary," he added, emphasizing the last word with a dramatic flourish.

He glanced down at Kylie, who was holding his list with a determined expression. Earlier that day, Kylie had spotted the paper and asked what it was. When she understood it was the list of new players, she had insisted on being the one to announce the names. Somehow, Coach had agreed—likely due to a well-timed pair of puppy dog eyes.

"Rodriguez," Kylie called out, her small voice clear and confident.

Rodriguez's friends clapped him on the back, and a smattering of applause echoed through the group.

"Welcome to first line," Coach said with a nod, then looked back at Kylie. "Next," he prompted.

"Taylor," Kylie continued, her voice bright.

The team responded with more cheers and congratulations. Kylie then looked at the last name on the list, her brow furrowing in confusion. She tugged on Coach's shirt, handing the paper back to him.

Coach took the list, squinting at the messy scrawl. He frowned, clearly just as puzzled as Kylie. "Uh... oh, for the love of crap, I can't even read my own writing. What is that? Is that an 'S'? Is that an—no, no, no, it's not an 'S'. It's a—it's a 'B'! That's a 'B'! Definitely a 'B'. Uh, Rodriguez, Taylor, and, uh, Bilinski," Coach rambled, finally announcing the last name.

Stiles' eyes went wide with excitement, his head snapping up. A grin spread across his face as he leapt to his feet, whooping loudly. He laughed, clearly thrilled at finally making first line. Kylie giggled, her eyes sparkling with amusement at Stiles' over-the-top reaction.

"Bilinski?" Coach's voice cut through the cheering, his tone deadpan.

Stiles paused mid-celebration, still grinning from ear to ear. "Yes?"

"Shut up," Coach said, making the rest of the team laugh. Stiles, however, didn't seem to mind at all.

"Yes, sir," he replied, his grin unfaltering as he sat back down, his excitement still evident.

Scott and Stiles spoke quietly for a bit while Coach continued.

"Another thing," Coach called out, his voice cutting through the chatter. "From here on out, effective immediately, we're switching to co-captains. Congratulations, McCall."

Kylie's face lit up, her eyes widening with pride for her brother. She clapped her small hands enthusiastically, but her excitement wasn't shared by everyone—Jackson's expression darkened, his jaw tightening.

"What?" Jackson snapped, his voice laced with anger.

Coach turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean, 'what'? Jackson, this takes nothing away from you. This is about combining separate strengths into one unit. This is about taking your unit and McCall's unit, and we're gonna make one big unit." He demonstrated what he meant with his hands, bringing them together dramatically. "McCall, it's you and Jackson now. Everybody else," he blew his whistle sharply, "asses on the field! Asses on the field!"

He then turned to Kylie, his expression softening. "Baby McCall, you come with me. You're my new assistant."

Kylie giggled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She gave Coach a playful salute, her small hand snapping up like a soldier. "Yes, sir!" she chirped, her voice full of enthusiasm. She followed him, her little feet marching as she acted like a serious soldier, making Coach smile as they headed towards the field.

After school, Kylie didn't stay with Scott. She went straight to her room, feeling uneasy for reasons she couldn't quite explain. Something about her brother made her skin prickle with tension. As the evening wore on and the moon began to rise, the reason for her discomfort became painfully clear. Her breathing quickened as she felt her brother's transformation begin, his emotions intensifying. She clenched her tiny fists, her neck cracking as she tried to resist the pull of the full moon. She could feel her ears lengthening, her fangs growing sharper, her claws extending.

Unable to handle it any longer, Kylie bolted from her room. She jumped out of her window, her small body landing with surprising grace before she took off into the night, running towards the woods. Her instincts drove her, her wolf form pushing her forward, unknowingly following a specific scent. Her wolf knew exactly where to go—as a cub, she needed strength and protection.

She ran until she found what she was searching for, letting out a soft whimper as Derek Hale appeared in front of her. Without hesitation, he scooped her up, holding her close, letting his scent coat her.

"There you go. You're fine," he cooed softly, his voice steady and comforting.

Kylie buried her face into his shoulder, her body relaxing. After a moment, Derek shifted her onto his back, and she latched on, her small arms wrapped tightly around his neck. With Kylie secured, Derek took off, his senses locked onto Scott's scent and the unmistakable feeling of rage.

When they arrived, Scott was in the midst of losing control, his hands poised to tear apart a car in his blind fury. Derek made sure Kylie was tightly holding on before rushing toward Scott, tackling him away from the car. He threw him into the woods, following closely behind.

He placed Kylie down, her eyes glowing as she watched her brother with a wary expression. Scott, overtaken by the primal force of the full moon, lunged at Derek, but Derek was ready. He grabbed Scott, throwing him to the ground before roaring in his face, the power of his alpha presence pushing Scott back.

Scott stumbled away, his eyes wide as Derek shifted back to his human form. His gaze flickered down to his hands, which stubbornly remained transformed—claws extended, muscles tense. Panic set in as he struggled to change back, his breathing growing erratic.

Kylie watched from beside Derek, her small body tense, a light growl rumbling in her throat.

"What's happening to me?" Scott asked, his voice trembling, fear evident in his eyes.

Derek looked at him, his expression grim. "Exactly what he wants to happen," Derek said, his voice calm but filled with meaning.

Derek brought the two McCalls back to their house, carrying them both into Scott's room. Scott had finally managed to change back, his features returning to normal, and it seemed to have a calming effect on Kylie as well. The young girl's wolf had receded, allowing her to return to her human form. She sat on the bed, looking tired but relieved, her small body leaning against her brother for comfort.

Derek turned to leave, his expression unreadable, but Scott's voice stopped him. "Wait," he called out, his voice almost breaking.

Derek paused, turning slowly, his eyes meeting Scott's.

"I-I can't do this," Scott said, shaking his head, his emotions raw. "I can't be this and be with Allison. I can't let my sister go through this." His gaze shifted to Kylie, who looked up at him with wide eyes, then back to Derek. "I need you to tell me the truth. Is there a cure?"

Derek was silent for a moment, his eyes searching Scott's face. Finally, he spoke, his voice steady but solemn. "For someone who was bitten... I've only heard of one, but I don't know if it's true."

Scott's eyes widened, hope flickering across his face. "Well, what is it?" he asked, his voice filled with desperation.

Derek looked at him, his expression hardening. "You have to kill the one that bit you," he said, his voice blunt.

Scott's heart sank, his eyes widening in shock. "Kill the Alpha?" he repeated, the words barely a whisper.

Derek nodded, his eyes never leaving Scott's. "Scott, if you help me find him, then I will help you kill him."

Scott swallowed, his gaze shifting to Kylie, who looked back at him, her eyes filled with confusion and fear. "If I kill the Alpha... will Kylie be cured too?" he asked, his voice trembling.

Derek hesitated, his expression softening slightly as he looked at the young girl. "I don't know," he admitted. "But there's only one way to find out. You help me find the Alpha, and then you kill him."